  Ugh. My place reeks of vodka, chlorine and damp towels that have been molding on my floor all night. Funquita, Spooner and 8 Mile came over for a night of pool volleyball, hot tubbin and drinking. Waiting AGAIN for an eviction notice thanks to Spooner's loud ass. It wasn't supposed to be a crazy drinking event but, well, get us all together and it's inevitable. Key Moments of the Night: -Ghetto Riggin my swim suit -Vodka concoctions in water bottles to "fool the cameras" -"My bumper doesn't work" -Flashback 80's -Shaving Spooner's treasure trail Deep Discussions of the Night: -Body hair: Should women shave their treasure trail?
-Monet's: Beautiful from far away, up close a big ol' mess -Illusionists: Men and women who throw off such an aire of confidence that everyone is tricked into thinking they are cool/sexy/hot. The illusion can immediately be ruined at the first sign of insecurity/indecisiveness/psychoness -Navel rings: Hot or Not? 
